iar sta timpul in loc...si s-a asezat in straturi groase peste viata...inca astept sa sune desteptatorul si sa dea de gol prezentul...m-am ametit intre atatea vise...
"How can you stand here beside me and pretend not to remember? Not to know that my heart is breaking for you, that your face is the wonderful light burning in all this darkness." (WH)